POEM: ‘The Others’

Contributed by: Marshall Godwin, history major

They spit and snap behind your spine
Their words pierce you like nails
You try to ask them for the time
Polite, to no avail

The Others stare you down each day,
Fangs dripping, as they hiss
To keep you out and make you stay
Beyond the bounds of bliss

There’s nothing you can do for them
To make them hate you less
They’ll tear your body limb from limb
Leave you a mangled mess

The best way to defeat your foes
Is not to bite them back.
But let them wallow in their woe
And keep yourself on track

The Others will still stare you down
For all your living days
But they can never take your crown
‘Less you give it away

They spit and snap behind your spine
Their words pierce you like nails
But when you master your own mind
Their venom always fails